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sexy but dangerous In my life, I’ve taken some risks that could have landed me in big trouble, and I don’t mean going out and willfully committing crimes. I’m talking about potential hookups that might have led to a weapon being pulled on me, or even my arrest. There are a ton of men and women out there who have “forced” fantasies of varying degrees, and there are nearly as many weirdos like me looking to make those fantasies a reality. Whether it is being taken in an alleyway by a group of men or being taken advantage of while sleeping or otherwise incapacitated, many of you want to give up power in a big way. I’ve put myself in the middle of a few situations where someone looking in from the outside would definitely think I was doing an evil deed, but it never resulted in anything but mutual gratification on some level. Fast-forward to a recent (potential) massage who suggested that I come to his home and wake him up “the right way”. We didn’t discuss exactly what that meant, I just went ahead and agreed that it sounded like a wicked fun idea. In the next few messages he sent me details; his address, time he woke up, and even supplied a map of the complex he lived in so I’d know exactly where to go. Heck, he went as far as to highlight where the sliding glass door was, that I could creep through quietly. You can imagine this made me feel torn; it was a great deal of helpful information, but the guy was still anonymous to me. We were communicating via rentmasseur so I truly had no idea if anything was legit, or if the whole thing might be a set up, prank, joke, whatever you might call it. So I agreed to everything with a single stipulation; he had to send me a text message on my phone before I’d actually go through with it. Now, this was not really a “forced” fantasy per se’. I mean, his intention was not to “wake up” and struggle, he just wanted me to wake him up with a massage (and whatever followed). I wasn’t worried about that aspect of the situation so much as the anonymity he was capable of hiding behind, should everything turn out to be a sick joke, and I find myself actually sneaking into the apartment of a unwitting stranger. If the would send me a text message it would make me feel like a level of trust was achieved, and also give me something to show the police should they get involved because it turned out to be bullshit. Basically I was just trying to cover my ass. The end of the story is that the guy did not follow through as instructed. It turns out he was “for real” but couldn’t manage the simple task of finding my contact information on rentmassuer, and sending me that required text. Instead, he left his number for me to send him a message, but unfortunately I did not log back in until it was too late. We exchanged a few messages after that, but I was impatient and a bit passive aggressive, so he blocked me. That’s probably for the best, but I am not proud of myself. I’m just as likely to get overwhelmed and not see the button to click for contact information on a site as anyone, and that was his only bad deed. It might have been a fun experience, and I’d have gotten paid for it, but I set my expectations too high and did not have enough patience. Lesson learned.  |
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